A shades of grey day, driving back from shopping.
Between the two dulled pewter carriageways of the elevated road, the lampposts are "T" shaped, sparse trees in a stolid steel.
Gulls perch on the branches, six or seven outlines per lamppost; their flint-shadow-faded cotton hues lost to the clouds and only a yellowed beak turning to remind me of colour in the world.
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